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Chester’s old one
was being restored and eventually would be donated to a local history museum.
She was determined to find his secret claim and Chet had humored her all the
way. Jenna smiled and excitement bubbled inside her at the news she had to tell
him.
    The gurgle of water over the dam of rocks mixed delightfully
with the birds singing in the trees. Jenna was at peace. She sighed and
shivered with a slight chill from the cool mountain water. Goose bumps rose
along her flesh and her nipples hardened, aching with the cold. She cupped her
breasts in her palms, the hard nubs pressing against her flesh. This time the
shiver that rippled through her wasn’t from being chilled.
    “Chet, when are you going to get here?” she whispered to the
silence of the surrounding trees.
    “What’s the matter, darlin’? Miss me?”
    Jenna spun around, sending a splash of water in a sparkling
arc. The wonderful, sexy drawl of Chet’s voice slipped around her like hot
honey and she warmed under his gaze. He stood on the little rocky beach where
they had made love on the bank of chilly snow last winter. She couldn’t help
the smile that broke wide on her face when their eyes met.
    “Chet.” His name fell from her lips in a breathy sigh.
    He had one booted foot propped on a large rock, his elbow
rested on his knee. The faded, worn jeans tightened over his muscular thighs
and Jenna’s breath snagged in her chest. She let her gaze roam over the typical
plaid cowboy shirt which also strained across his powerful chest and shoulders.
He poked his cowboy hat back with a finger and winked at her. She knew what lay
beneath those clothes and she hungered for him. He was a feast for her eyes and
she needed feeding.
    “Now then, this sure is a sight to behold. It’s a damn good
thing I decided to come myself and not send Blake to check on you.”
    “I’d say I have to agree with that, cowboy.”
    “Last time I checked we didn’t have mermaids in these parts.
Just goes to show you can learn somethin’ new every day.” He straightened and
started to unbutton his shirt. “Want some company?”
    “I thought you’d never ask.” She glanced around, the smile
still stuck to her lips. “What if we’re not alone?”
    “Only you, me and the nosy critters takin’ a gander from the
trees.”
    Jenna took a step toward to the shallower water, dying to
get her hands on him. Her breasts rose free from the surface, bare to his gaze.
He looked down and she saw arousal in the familiar tension creeping in around
his eyes. How well she knew this man now.
    “Stop.” Chet held his hand up and she halted. “You look far
too fetching standin’ there with your hair about your shoulders and tits
playing peek-a-boo.”
    His words sent a thrill of desire rushing through her blood
and her knees wobbled in the water.
    “I thought you were joining me?” Jenna caught his gaze. The
intensity of her desire liquefied with sexual heat deep in her belly and still
he didn’t move. “If you don’t get in here now, I’ll have to come and drag you
in. Clothes and all.” She was desperate to wrap herself around him and feel his
hard length next to her. “It’s getting chilly and I need you to heat me up.”
    “You never were a patient one were you?”
    Jenna shook her head and watched every move he made as he
peeled off his clothes. Does he know how much his seductive striptease is
turning me on? Then he was naked on the creek bank, and very ready for her.
    Slowly he strode into the water, still wearing his cowboy
hat. Chet approached with a predatory assuredness she welcomed and a delighted
shiver rippled through her in anticipation. Laughter bubbled up when he
captured her in his arms and swung her around. It roused the sweet memory of
their first meeting at the airport, when he had done the same thing.
    “Ah, woman. You’ve bewitched me.” His hungry lips nibbled
along her shoulder.
    Jenna turned to face him as the searing path of his mouth
followed